The White BirdA Poem by Chandradhish GhoshHave you ever heard the white bird sing? Or does it sing to me only? It sings me stories of the distant past… And of the distant present…and the near future! It calls me by no name but talks to me And takes me miles away. Miles away from myself, from this world; It takes me on a voyage To a world full of light- A world of beautiful solitude A world of peace…a world that is bright With ‘unthinkable’ thoughts! Does the white bird know I’m sick? Does it know that I cry? Does it know…I’m about to die? It knows that I lie When I tell them I’m fine It chides me not; it hurts me not; It only looks at me with unmoving eyes It stays there when I cry Its stay is comforting, It brings me hope. The white bird sings no plaintive tune Nor all that euphoric either It’s a tune unique to this bird… Which makes me forget sorrows It tells me about the next voyage Which it promised to take me on. The journey to the world of light Who knows what it’s like? Do you know? Does the white bird know? I guess it does… Where is the world of white light? Why does it want to take me there? Peace is so alluring! No more pain…in the world of white light The white bird tells me so! But who is this white bird? Why does it bring me hope when I close my eyes? It’s real, is it not? I’m sure it is. Even you will see it…like so many of us who have Time is young today…not tomorrow! It will come to comfort you too! © 2013 Chandradhish GhoshAuthor's Note
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